A weary looking MTF walks in. On his vest is the sign of MTF Chi-7. His hand hovers near his sidearm before he walks in but he soon relaxes. He sits down at a table and sighs wearily.
Nessa (bartender) waves at them. "Need any drink?"
"Coffee. Lots of coffee."
"You willing to pay?"
Thomas pulls out a wallet. "Yes."
They nod, as the golem starts to serve them
Thomas gives the Golem 10 American dollars. "Just get me how ever many coffees this gets me please."
The golem nods and takes the money.
Nessa: "So what brings you here?"
"I needed a break after the last test with SCP-2381. God....how does a human cough up that much blood?"
"Which one is 2381? I'm not privy to the archives."
"Its a keter class item that slowly kills you. Its a disease. Currently uncontained but we have found victims and have gotten some of it."
"Do... Do you have it?"
He laughs. "No. I've been clear and I wear proper gear."
"Oh, good... So are you on break?"
"You could say that." he says with a slightly demented smile.
*Roll perception if ye want. That's for anyone who is watching or listening.*
Treble's perception: 23
There is an alarming amount of blood on his boots and pant legs. There is also a huge gash on his arm.
Treble stands and carefully spins the pen as she moves to Nessa's side protectively. "Are you sure you weren't infected?"
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A weary looking MTF walks in. On his vest is the sign of MTF Chi-7. His hand hovers near his sidearm before he walks in but he soon relaxes. He sits down at a table and sighs wearily.
Nessa (bartender) waves at them. "Need any drink?"
"Coffee. Lots of coffee."
"You willing to pay?"
Thomas pulls out a wallet. "Yes."
They nod, as the golem starts to serve them
Thomas gives the Golem 10 American dollars. "Just get me how ever many coffees this gets me please."
The golem nods and takes the money.
Nessa: "So what brings you here?"
"I needed a break after the last test with SCP-2381. God....how does a human cough up that much blood?"
"Which one is 2381? I'm not privy to the archives."
"Its a keter class item that slowly kills you. Its a disease. Currently uncontained but we have found victims and have gotten some of it."
"Do... Do you have it?"
He laughs. "No. I've been clear and I wear proper gear."
"Oh, good... So are you on break?"
"You could say that." he says with a slightly demented smile.
*Roll perception if ye want. That's for anyone who is watching or listening.*
Treble's perception: 23
There is an alarming amount of blood on his boots and pant legs. There is also a huge gash on his arm.
Treble stands and carefully spins the pen as she moves to Nessa's side protectively. "Are you sure you weren't infected?"
A weary looking MTF walks in. On his vest is the sign of MTF Chi-7. His hand hovers near his sidearm before he walks in but he soon relaxes. He sits down at a table and sighs wearily.
Nessa (bartender) waves at them. "Need any drink?"
"Coffee. Lots of coffee."
"You willing to pay?"
Thomas pulls out a wallet. "Yes."
They nod, as the golem starts to serve them
Thomas gives the Golem 10 American dollars. "Just get me how ever many coffees this gets me please."
The golem nods and takes the money.
Nessa: "So what brings you here?"
"I needed a break after the last test with SCP-2381. God....how does a human cough up that much blood?"
"Which one is 2381? I'm not privy to the archives."
"Its a keter class item that slowly kills you. Its a disease. Currently uncontained but we have found victims and have gotten some of it."
"Do... Do you have it?"
He laughs. "No. I've been clear and I wear proper gear."
"Oh, good... So are you on break?"
"You could say that." he says with a slightly demented smile.
*Roll perception if ye want. That's for anyone who is watching or listening.*
Treble's perception: 23
There is an alarming amount of blood on his boots and pant legs. There is also a huge gash on his arm.
Treble stands and carefully spins the pen as she moves to Nessa's side protectively. "Are you sure you weren't infected?"
"Yep. Very sure."
"Then what's that gash?"
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A weary looking MTF walks in. On his vest is the sign of MTF Chi-7. His hand hovers near his sidearm before he walks in but he soon relaxes. He sits down at a table and sighs wearily.
Nessa (bartender) waves at them. "Need any drink?"
"Coffee. Lots of coffee."
"You willing to pay?"
Thomas pulls out a wallet. "Yes."
They nod, as the golem starts to serve them
Thomas gives the Golem 10 American dollars. "Just get me how ever many coffees this gets me please."
The golem nods and takes the money.
Nessa: "So what brings you here?"
"I needed a break after the last test with SCP-2381. God....how does a human cough up that much blood?"
"Which one is 2381? I'm not privy to the archives."
"Its a keter class item that slowly kills you. Its a disease. Currently uncontained but we have found victims and have gotten some of it."
"Do... Do you have it?"
He laughs. "No. I've been clear and I wear proper gear."
"Oh, good... So are you on break?"
"You could say that." he says with a slightly demented smile.
*Roll perception if ye want. That's for anyone who is watching or listening.*
Treble's perception: 23
There is an alarming amount of blood on his boots and pant legs. There is also a huge gash on his arm.
Treble stands and carefully spins the pen as she moves to Nessa's side protectively. "Are you sure you weren't infected?"
A weary looking MTF walks in. On his vest is the sign of MTF Chi-7. His hand hovers near his sidearm before he walks in but he soon relaxes. He sits down at a table and sighs wearily.
Nessa (bartender) waves at them. "Need any drink?"
"Coffee. Lots of coffee."
"You willing to pay?"
Thomas pulls out a wallet. "Yes."
They nod, as the golem starts to serve them
Thomas gives the Golem 10 American dollars. "Just get me how ever many coffees this gets me please."
The golem nods and takes the money.
Nessa: "So what brings you here?"
"I needed a break after the last test with SCP-2381. God....how does a human cough up that much blood?"
"Which one is 2381? I'm not privy to the archives."
"Its a keter class item that slowly kills you. Its a disease. Currently uncontained but we have found victims and have gotten some of it."
"Do... Do you have it?"
He laughs. "No. I've been clear and I wear proper gear."
"Oh, good... So are you on break?"
"You could say that." he says with a slightly demented smile.
*Roll perception if ye want. That's for anyone who is watching or listening.*
Treble's perception: 23
There is an alarming amount of blood on his boots and pant legs. There is also a huge gash on his arm.
Treble stands and carefully spins the pen as she moves to Nessa's side protectively. "Are you sure you weren't infected?"
"Yep. Very sure."
"Then what's that gash?"
"A slash wound."
"From an infected?" If there are any Kant counters in the room, or some other means of detecting anomalous activity, they begin to pick up low levels of it.
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A weary looking MTF walks in. On his vest is the sign of MTF Chi-7. His hand hovers near his sidearm before he walks in but he soon relaxes. He sits down at a table and sighs wearily.
Nessa (bartender) waves at them. "Need any drink?"
"Coffee. Lots of coffee."
"You willing to pay?"
Thomas pulls out a wallet. "Yes."
They nod, as the golem starts to serve them
Thomas gives the Golem 10 American dollars. "Just get me how ever many coffees this gets me please."
The golem nods and takes the money.
Nessa: "So what brings you here?"
"I needed a break after the last test with SCP-2381. God....how does a human cough up that much blood?"
"Which one is 2381? I'm not privy to the archives."
"Its a keter class item that slowly kills you. Its a disease. Currently uncontained but we have found victims and have gotten some of it."
"Do... Do you have it?"
He laughs. "No. I've been clear and I wear proper gear."
"Oh, good... So are you on break?"
"You could say that." he says with a slightly demented smile.
*Roll perception if ye want. That's for anyone who is watching or listening.*
Treble's perception: 23
There is an alarming amount of blood on his boots and pant legs. There is also a huge gash on his arm.
Treble stands and carefully spins the pen as she moves to Nessa's side protectively. "Are you sure you weren't infected?"
"Yep. Very sure."
"Then what's that gash?"
"A slash wound."
"From an infected?" If there are any Kant counters in the room, or some other means of detecting anomalous activity, they begin to pick up low levels of it.
"Oh no. Not at all. From a fellow 'friend.'" he says with air quotes.
A weary looking MTF walks in. On his vest is the sign of MTF Chi-7. His hand hovers near his sidearm before he walks in but he soon relaxes. He sits down at a table and sighs wearily.
Nessa (bartender) waves at them. "Need any drink?"
"Coffee. Lots of coffee."
"You willing to pay?"
Thomas pulls out a wallet. "Yes."
They nod, as the golem starts to serve them
Thomas gives the Golem 10 American dollars. "Just get me how ever many coffees this gets me please."
The golem nods and takes the money.
Nessa: "So what brings you here?"
"I needed a break after the last test with SCP-2381. God....how does a human cough up that much blood?"
"Which one is 2381? I'm not privy to the archives."
"Its a keter class item that slowly kills you. Its a disease. Currently uncontained but we have found victims and have gotten some of it."
"Do... Do you have it?"
He laughs. "No. I've been clear and I wear proper gear."
"Oh, good... So are you on break?"
"You could say that." he says with a slightly demented smile.
*Roll perception if ye want. That's for anyone who is watching or listening.*
Treble's perception: 23
There is an alarming amount of blood on his boots and pant legs. There is also a huge gash on his arm.
Treble stands and carefully spins the pen as she moves to Nessa's side protectively. "Are you sure you weren't infected?"
"Yep. Very sure."
"Then what's that gash?"
"A slash wound."
"From an infected?" If there are any Kant counters in the room, or some other means of detecting anomalous activity, they begin to pick up low levels of it.
"Oh no. Not at all. From a fellow 'friend.'" he says with air quotes.
"What does that mean? Are you disillusioned with the Foundation?"
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A weary looking MTF walks in. On his vest is the sign of MTF Chi-7. His hand hovers near his sidearm before he walks in but he soon relaxes. He sits down at a table and sighs wearily.
Nessa (bartender) waves at them. "Need any drink?"
"Coffee. Lots of coffee."
"You willing to pay?"
Thomas pulls out a wallet. "Yes."
They nod, as the golem starts to serve them
Thomas gives the Golem 10 American dollars. "Just get me how ever many coffees this gets me please."
The golem nods and takes the money.
Nessa: "So what brings you here?"
"I needed a break after the last test with SCP-2381. God....how does a human cough up that much blood?"
"Which one is 2381? I'm not privy to the archives."
"Its a keter class item that slowly kills you. Its a disease. Currently uncontained but we have found victims and have gotten some of it."
"Do... Do you have it?"
He laughs. "No. I've been clear and I wear proper gear."
"Oh, good... So are you on break?"
"You could say that." he says with a slightly demented smile.
*Roll perception if ye want. That's for anyone who is watching or listening.*
Treble's perception: 23
There is an alarming amount of blood on his boots and pant legs. There is also a huge gash on his arm.
Treble stands and carefully spins the pen as she moves to Nessa's side protectively. "Are you sure you weren't infected?"
"Yep. Very sure."
"Then what's that gash?"
"A slash wound."
"From an infected?" If there are any Kant counters in the room, or some other means of detecting anomalous activity, they begin to pick up low levels of it.
"Oh no. Not at all. From a fellow 'friend.'" he says with air quotes.
"What does that mean? Are you disillusioned with the Foundation?"
"Yea. Had to have a firefight to get out of there."
A weary looking MTF walks in. On his vest is the sign of MTF Chi-7. His hand hovers near his sidearm before he walks in but he soon relaxes. He sits down at a table and sighs wearily.
Nessa (bartender) waves at them. "Need any drink?"
"Coffee. Lots of coffee."
"You willing to pay?"
Thomas pulls out a wallet. "Yes."
They nod, as the golem starts to serve them
Thomas gives the Golem 10 American dollars. "Just get me how ever many coffees this gets me please."
The golem nods and takes the money.
Nessa: "So what brings you here?"
"I needed a break after the last test with SCP-2381. God....how does a human cough up that much blood?"
"Which one is 2381? I'm not privy to the archives."
"Its a keter class item that slowly kills you. Its a disease. Currently uncontained but we have found victims and have gotten some of it."
"Do... Do you have it?"
He laughs. "No. I've been clear and I wear proper gear."
"Oh, good... So are you on break?"
"You could say that." he says with a slightly demented smile.
*Roll perception if ye want. That's for anyone who is watching or listening.*
Treble's perception: 23
There is an alarming amount of blood on his boots and pant legs. There is also a huge gash on his arm.
Treble stands and carefully spins the pen as she moves to Nessa's side protectively. "Are you sure you weren't infected?"
"Yep. Very sure."
"Then what's that gash?"
"A slash wound."
"From an infected?" If there are any Kant counters in the room, or some other means of detecting anomalous activity, they begin to pick up low levels of it.
"Oh no. Not at all. From a fellow 'friend.'" he says with air quotes.
"What does that mean? Are you disillusioned with the Foundation?"
"Yea. Had to have a firefight to get out of there."
*BTW albwin is looking for lumen in the tavern*
*OK.*
"Hmm." She lets the pen drop to her side. Anomalous activity drops to normal levels. "I may have some friends who might want to meet you."
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A weary looking MTF walks in. On his vest is the sign of MTF Chi-7. His hand hovers near his sidearm before he walks in but he soon relaxes. He sits down at a table and sighs wearily.
Nessa (bartender) waves at them. "Need any drink?"
"Coffee. Lots of coffee."
"You willing to pay?"
Thomas pulls out a wallet. "Yes."
They nod, as the golem starts to serve them
Thomas gives the Golem 10 American dollars. "Just get me how ever many coffees this gets me please."
The golem nods and takes the money.
Nessa: "So what brings you here?"
"I needed a break after the last test with SCP-2381. God....how does a human cough up that much blood?"
"Which one is 2381? I'm not privy to the archives."
"Its a keter class item that slowly kills you. Its a disease. Currently uncontained but we have found victims and have gotten some of it."
"Do... Do you have it?"
He laughs. "No. I've been clear and I wear proper gear."
"Oh, good... So are you on break?"
"You could say that." he says with a slightly demented smile.
*Roll perception if ye want. That's for anyone who is watching or listening.*
Treble's perception: 23
There is an alarming amount of blood on his boots and pant legs. There is also a huge gash on his arm.
Treble stands and carefully spins the pen as she moves to Nessa's side protectively. "Are you sure you weren't infected?"
"Yep. Very sure."
"Then what's that gash?"
"A slash wound."
"From an infected?" If there are any Kant counters in the room, or some other means of detecting anomalous activity, they begin to pick up low levels of it.
"Oh no. Not at all. From a fellow 'friend.'" he says with air quotes.
"What does that mean? Are you disillusioned with the Foundation?"
"Yea. Had to have a firefight to get out of there."
*BTW albwin is looking for lumen in the tavern*
*OK.*
"Hmm." She lets the pen drop to her side. Anomalous activity drops to normal levels. "I may have some friends who might want to meet you."
A weary looking MTF walks in. On his vest is the sign of MTF Chi-7. His hand hovers near his sidearm before he walks in but he soon relaxes. He sits down at a table and sighs wearily.
Nessa (bartender) waves at them. "Need any drink?"
"Coffee. Lots of coffee."
"You willing to pay?"
Thomas pulls out a wallet. "Yes."
They nod, as the golem starts to serve them
Thomas gives the Golem 10 American dollars. "Just get me how ever many coffees this gets me please."
The golem nods and takes the money.
Nessa: "So what brings you here?"
"I needed a break after the last test with SCP-2381. God....how does a human cough up that much blood?"
"Which one is 2381? I'm not privy to the archives."
"Its a keter class item that slowly kills you. Its a disease. Currently uncontained but we have found victims and have gotten some of it."
"Do... Do you have it?"
He laughs. "No. I've been clear and I wear proper gear."
"Oh, good... So are you on break?"
"You could say that." he says with a slightly demented smile.
*Roll perception if ye want. That's for anyone who is watching or listening.*
Treble's perception: 23
There is an alarming amount of blood on his boots and pant legs. There is also a huge gash on his arm.
Treble stands and carefully spins the pen as she moves to Nessa's side protectively. "Are you sure you weren't infected?"
"Yep. Very sure."
"Then what's that gash?"
"A slash wound."
"From an infected?" If there are any Kant counters in the room, or some other means of detecting anomalous activity, they begin to pick up low levels of it.
"Oh no. Not at all. From a fellow 'friend.'" he says with air quotes.
"What does that mean? Are you disillusioned with the Foundation?"
"Yea. Had to have a firefight to get out of there."
*BTW albwin is looking for lumen in the tavern*
*OK.*
"Hmm." She lets the pen drop to her side. Anomalous activity drops to normal levels. "I may have some friends who might want to meet you."
"After I get rest and coffee."
"It's no matter. They have no urgent need." As she passes him on her way back to her table, she whispers to him just so he can hear:
"The Serpent's Hand is always welcoming."
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A weary looking MTF walks in. On his vest is the sign of MTF Chi-7. His hand hovers near his sidearm before he walks in but he soon relaxes. He sits down at a table and sighs wearily.
Nessa (bartender) waves at them. "Need any drink?"
"Coffee. Lots of coffee."
"You willing to pay?"
Thomas pulls out a wallet. "Yes."
They nod, as the golem starts to serve them
Thomas gives the Golem 10 American dollars. "Just get me how ever many coffees this gets me please."
The golem nods and takes the money.
Nessa: "So what brings you here?"
"I needed a break after the last test with SCP-2381. God....how does a human cough up that much blood?"
"Which one is 2381? I'm not privy to the archives."
"Its a keter class item that slowly kills you. Its a disease. Currently uncontained but we have found victims and have gotten some of it."
"Do... Do you have it?"
He laughs. "No. I've been clear and I wear proper gear."
"Oh, good... So are you on break?"
"You could say that." he says with a slightly demented smile.
*Roll perception if ye want. That's for anyone who is watching or listening.*
Treble's perception: 23
There is an alarming amount of blood on his boots and pant legs. There is also a huge gash on his arm.
Treble stands and carefully spins the pen as she moves to Nessa's side protectively. "Are you sure you weren't infected?"
"Yep. Very sure."
"Then what's that gash?"
"A slash wound."
"From an infected?" If there are any Kant counters in the room, or some other means of detecting anomalous activity, they begin to pick up low levels of it.
"Oh no. Not at all. From a fellow 'friend.'" he says with air quotes.
"What does that mean? Are you disillusioned with the Foundation?"
"Yea. Had to have a firefight to get out of there."
*BTW albwin is looking for lumen in the tavern*
*OK.*
"Hmm." She lets the pen drop to her side. Anomalous activity drops to normal levels. "I may have some friends who might want to meet you."
"After I get rest and coffee."
"It's no matter. They have no urgent need." As she passes him on her way back to her table, she whispers to him just so he can hear:
"The Serpent's Hand is always welcoming."
Thomas ponders this before raising his pant leg with a wince and starts to bandage his leg.
A weary looking MTF walks in. On his vest is the sign of MTF Chi-7. His hand hovers near his sidearm before he walks in but he soon relaxes. He sits down at a table and sighs wearily.
Nessa (bartender) waves at them. "Need any drink?"
"Coffee. Lots of coffee."
"You willing to pay?"
Thomas pulls out a wallet. "Yes."
They nod, as the golem starts to serve them
Thomas gives the Golem 10 American dollars. "Just get me how ever many coffees this gets me please."
The golem nods and takes the money.
Nessa: "So what brings you here?"
"I needed a break after the last test with SCP-2381. God....how does a human cough up that much blood?"
"Which one is 2381? I'm not privy to the archives."
"Its a keter class item that slowly kills you. Its a disease. Currently uncontained but we have found victims and have gotten some of it."
"Do... Do you have it?"
He laughs. "No. I've been clear and I wear proper gear."
"Oh, good... So are you on break?"
"You could say that." he says with a slightly demented smile.
*Roll perception if ye want. That's for anyone who is watching or listening.*
Treble's perception: 23
There is an alarming amount of blood on his boots and pant legs. There is also a huge gash on his arm.
Treble stands and carefully spins the pen as she moves to Nessa's side protectively. "Are you sure you weren't infected?"
"Yep. Very sure."
"Then what's that gash?"
"A slash wound."
"From an infected?" If there are any Kant counters in the room, or some other means of detecting anomalous activity, they begin to pick up low levels of it.
"Oh no. Not at all. From a fellow 'friend.'" he says with air quotes.
"What does that mean? Are you disillusioned with the Foundation?"
"Yea. Had to have a firefight to get out of there."
*BTW albwin is looking for lumen in the tavern*
*OK.*
"Hmm." She lets the pen drop to her side. Anomalous activity drops to normal levels. "I may have some friends who might want to meet you."
"After I get rest and coffee."
"It's no matter. They have no urgent need." As she passes him on her way back to her table, she whispers to him just so he can hear:
"The Serpent's Hand is always welcoming."
Thomas ponders this before raising his pant leg with a wince and starts to bandage his leg.
Medicine: 12
She turns and hands him a small capsule. "Eat that." *Cure wounds, essentially. So 12 hit points if he eats it.*
Treble makes another phone call. This time she does it from inside, although she does glance over at the Foundation agents nearby. Small snatches of conversation can be heard from those close by, if they listen in, although she's obviously trying to be quiet.
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Treble pulls out her pen, clicks it a few times, and starts to draw a new diagram. After only a few moments, she shakes her head and tears it up as well, tossing it into the trash. Leaning her head down on the table, she appears to take a nap.
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Treble pulls out her pen, clicks it a few times, and starts to draw a new diagram. After only a few moments, she shakes her head and tears it up as well, tossing it into the trash. Leaning her head down on the table, she appears to take a nap.
Nessa gives her their coat so she doesn't get cold
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Treble pulls out her pen, clicks it a few times, and starts to draw a new diagram. After only a few moments, she shakes her head and tears it up as well, tossing it into the trash. Leaning her head down on the table, she appears to take a nap.
Nessa gives her their coat so she doesn't get cold
"Thanks Nessa."
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Treble stands and carefully spins the pen as she moves to Nessa's side protectively. "Are you sure you weren't infected?"
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Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
"Yep. Very sure."
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.
"Then what's that gash?"
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Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
"A slash wound."
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.
"From an infected?" If there are any Kant counters in the room, or some other means of detecting anomalous activity, they begin to pick up low levels of it.
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
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Harry Potter stuff is cool.
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Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
"Oh no. Not at all. From a fellow 'friend.'" he says with air quotes.
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.
"What does that mean? Are you disillusioned with the Foundation?"
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Harry Potter stuff is cool.
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Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
"Yea. Had to have a firefight to get out of there."
*BTW albwin is looking for lumen in the tavern*
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.
*OK.*
"Hmm." She lets the pen drop to her side. Anomalous activity drops to normal levels. "I may have some friends who might want to meet you."
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
"After I get rest and coffee."
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.
"It's no matter. They have no urgent need." As she passes him on her way back to her table, she whispers to him just so he can hear:
"The Serpent's Hand is always welcoming."
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
Thomas ponders this before raising his pant leg with a wince and starts to bandage his leg.
Medicine: 12
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.
She turns and hands him a small capsule. "Eat that." *Cure wounds, essentially. So 12 hit points if he eats it.*
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
*gtg guys*
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.
Treble makes another phone call. This time she does it from inside, although she does glance over at the Foundation agents nearby. Small snatches of conversation can be heard from those close by, if they listen in, although she's obviously trying to be quiet.
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
Treble pulls out her pen, clicks it a few times, and starts to draw a new diagram. After only a few moments, she shakes her head and tears it up as well, tossing it into the trash. Leaning her head down on the table, she appears to take a nap.
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
Nessa gives her their coat so she doesn't get cold
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Harvey is drinking chocolate milk.
Quill is drinking tea.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Thanks Nessa."
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
Bertrand is serving them both
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now